zepploa blog

It’s a friendly-looking car. The headlights, pleasantly round and just a bit fogged with age, are situated just right on its sloping metal cheekbones. I would know it from any angle, in any parking lot, with just the slightest of glimpses. It’s all gentle curves and nonchalance. It used to be my mom’s. It has a rather ugly War of 1812 bicentennial license plate. And as of this Monday, after I called AAA to jump it three times in the span of 24 hours, it’s got a brand-new battery with a three-year warranty.

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The Notes app is the window to the soul. Or something.

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The first time I heard about lampenflora, we were walking through Aillwee Cave in County Clare—and it was growing, quiet and sure, beneath a fluorescent wall-lamp.

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